Mines similar, so I'll share it. Sorry I'm ripping of your idea, Carrie...
9:00 pm Get home from singing lesson, intending to write essay.
9:01 pm Discover sister watching HHGTTG.
9:30 pm Start essay.
2:10 am Finish essay.
2:20 am Essay finally prints after ten hairraising minutes of uncertainty.
2:30 am Go to bed.
2:55 am too hungry to sleep, eat two cheesestrings from fridge, while avoiding rampaging cat.
3:00 am Sleep.
7:00 am Wake up, not wanting to go to school. Go back to sleep.
7:35 am go to England, Cornwall most specifically. Climbing on cliffs and beaches near sea.
7:36 am in America, at some sort of carnival, where a group is performing "Step in Time" from Mary Poppins. Security is heavy, but subtle.
7:39 am go into a store to by a drink, when come out a security guard says: "Who's that?" A higher up person says "That's Victoria, she went in" (meaning I went in the store).
7:42 am realise with a flash of light that I am in my own futuristic science fiction-ary America-metaphor where although the carnival goes on apparantly oblivious, the prescence of security is huge.
7:43 am Discover can of coke that I bought is empty. Symbolically, I might add.
7:45 am Wake up again.
Do I need to say that the essay I was writing was about omens, metaphors symbols and similies? ARG!
EDIT: However, I did sleep- I didn't actually go to a science fictionary America...
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